#RainbowSnippets #Sciencefiction Eleven 9/2: To the Moons

It’s Saturday! Time for another #Rainbowsnippets!

The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook is “for LGBTQ+ authors, readers, and bloggers to gather once a week to share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation. (no spoilers please!)”

The Setup: Etain is spending time with her youngest daughter, two-year-old Merchal, before she goes to Takran’s moon Safe Harbor to retrieve her runaway goddaughter, Brigit.

Yes, this is technically more than six sentences, but so many of them are short, I believe it’s justified.

“Mama!” Merchal laughed and wiggled, the two things she was best at. “Higher!”

Higher? Yes. All the way to Safe Harbor. But Etain hadn’t been to Takran’s docking moon since she’d returned from Gno’ over thirteen years ago. “To the moon, cub girl. To the moon.” She hugged her daughter then lifted her, holding her at arm’s length above her head.

“Moons!” Merchal pointed toward Takran’s hazy afternoon sky. “Go!”

“That I am.” She dropped Merchal into her arms to hug her a second time. “Be good while I am gone?”

*Rainbow Snippets is a safe and welcoming space for LGBTQIA+ authors, readers, and bloggers to share 6 sentences each week from a work of fiction—published or in-progress—or a book recommendation. Feel free to join in!

I thought Etain deserved a little happiness considering what I’m about to put her through. *rubs her hands together* We authors can be downright cruel to our characters IMO. But that certainly doesn’t stop me from doing so.

Author of far-off, complex alien societies & whisperer of ancient, natural-magic worlds set close to home. Slapper of paint and ripper of paper so that it pleases the eye. A differently-abled, green-thumbed, witchy soul. Parent, spouse, & and frustrated cat wrangler. She/they and prolific user of “ain’t” despite the trying who has now run out of descriptive adjectives, but you can still read more HERE.